The King of Ashes

All hail the king of ashes Who could never resist the urge to burn From Prometheus to Nagasaki From the first bright spark to the phototurb All hail the king of ashes Who've driven God and Satan, hand in hand From the face of their own creation There is no protection against man All hail the king of ashes All hail the king of ashes What has become of distant Dorisburg? Sun-core hot and whizz-bang loud It was Earth that gave us fire And with fire we stitched our shrouds All hail the king of ashes